"Look, here she comes again!" "She's so heartless!" "I guess you really can't judge a book by its cover." "Wait, now I know from where I remember her from! It is from the night of the banquet! The lucky girl who got to dance with Richard-sama!" "No way; that was her?! Now I definitely detest her!" Walking down the school hall, these were the types of whispering phrases that were being thrown Maria's way. At first, Maria believed that after a few days or at least a month everyone would have forgotten the incident between her and Eira Snow, only to be proven wrong. Sitting at her seat that was close to the window, taking off her pink coat with white fur-trim, Maria was now in her second semester. Months came and left, so did holidays, and before Maria knew it, the season was in its last quarter of winter as the month of February had arrived. The c
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